Oh my, nothing else could've been done ( Read more... )

There are too many options
There is no consolation
I have lost my illusions
What I want is an explanation
There is no comprehension
There is real isolation
There is so much destruction
And I know I can feel bad
When I get in a bad mood
And the world can look so sad...

but!Begin to Hope and all the colours start to change beneath the light ( Read more... )

we keep our confessions long and when we pray we keep it short.

this is the worst night ever.

well the kitchen is cold ( Read more... )

you know war, it has no heart.
it will kill you in the sunshine
or happily in the the dark.

"Excuse me, mister,
But the roof is full of rotting babies.
The ocean's black with decaying flesh."
Well, what a thing to say at the table.
Oh yeah, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.
Well, go on and chew your food,
Talk about sports, weather, and stocks,
And all the things that keep you from putting a gun in your mouth.

So if it's all the same I'd
just as soon never have to
offer explanation or excuse again.

We make believe everyday
we make our lives seem like they're still worth living
we find out in the end it's only us that we've been kidding.

So find the darkest place and
search under blankets for me.
Smothering myself in this darkness.

Well I could sleep forever
but it's of him I dream
if I could sleep forever
I could forget about everything
if I could sleep forever
if I could sleep forever
if I could sleep forever

you are wrong about more than you think.